She woke up to the melodic sound of birds, and a peacefulness in her mind. With arms stretched high, she screeched a yawn and dangled her feet from the bed. Her only agenda for the day was to write something beautiful. What lovely world would she visit today?
Written by Jennifer Fifield
Image by Unsplash
She backed out of the front door of her apartment with her puffy purple suitcase in tow and saw him for the first time in months.
“Where are you headed?” he asked.
“To Hay-on-Wye in Wales for a couple months. I want to be inspired by all of the books,” she replied.
By Jennifer Fifield
The characters within
possess such flare
part of your world now
cannot help but stare
will not put you down
next time I look out
my, another town!
Jennifer A. Fifield
I know some people think it’s cool to say things like “what are books?” these days, but I will always love libraries. They have been a gathering place for the community for years.
I used to pick up my tax forms there (before tax filing switched to online). I took field trips to the library during summer camp when I was kid. How exciting it was to pile a stack of books on the counter and know they were mine, for free, for three weeks.
And librarians are always so nice. Always willing to help you find what you need. I went to the library last night to check out a couple of audio books and discovered a used book sale. Bronte, Faulkner and Poe for $1.00 – you can’t go wrong. When I checked out, the librarian said, “Enjoy your books!”
I find it peaceful and relaxing to be in a library. Maybe it’s the nostalgia that brings me comfort. In this fast-paced, technology-reliant society we live in, it is nice to know that there is a place I can go that takes me back in time, yet also moves me forward.
Jennifer A. Fifield
Image: Microsoft Free Clip Art
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